If you are in a hurry, time will pass more and more slowly. Left and right, the Federation still has not officially released any news to correct its name. The cult # cult that claimed to be the true Son of the Holy Saint had no movement. The Bozeman investigation proceeded quickly, and one federal moth after another was dug up. Slowly, another name appeared in front of the federal military. Feng Teng!

Tang Yun had already mastered the Apocalypse in a practical sense, and he knew very well what kind of relationship there was between Feng Teng and the Apocalypse. It was he who sent himself to a concentration camp, taught Xu Zheng and Xu Yuan how to form and use Yiquan, wantonly slandered his father's reputation in his mother's maiden home, and even failed to provide his mother with a good life. But...... When it comes to the family, it becomes troublesome. The real world is never as nonsense as a fictional story. As long as the fist is big, you can shout and kill all the way. Especially Tang Yun is a distorted character who is not soft but not hard, and when a lot of troubles fall on him, he seems to be more troublesome than others. Since Feng Teng did not officially join the Apocalypse, but only cooperated with the Apocalypse, he could only be regarded as a "supernumerary" Apocalypse. Tang Yun has been deliberately maintaining, but now it seems that he can't hide it. However, Tang Yun is not very concerned about this, and many times, justice is also a natural thing.

The federation is the standard capital#capital#ism#righteousness#world, no matter how much attention is paid to morality and responsibility. A lot of things still depend on money. When Tang Yun spent a lot of money, Master Hong received almost the best medical care that Bozeman could offer, and he gradually recovered. The renovation process of the Kyushu martial arts hall is also very fast, as long as the money is thrown, the workers are willing to work hard, and the materials purchased are also first-class. Not to mention how the major is completed, there is no smell of paint or formaldehyde in the process of decoration. Master Hong has not yet been discharged from the hospital, and the decoration company has already handed over the work.

Of course, there are still many details that have not been processed, such as some martial arts equipment commonly used in boxing gyms, such as the door remade by the design company for publicity or the posters and roll-up banners used in the second opening. These are in a hurry, and no matter how rich they are, they can't let the logistics personnel fly to the martial arts hall with sandbags and wooden figures. As an "expert" who is well versed in ART & FASHION, Tang Yun also understands that art design is a slow thing, and the quality of the designer will decline when he is in a hurry. I can't be in a hurry, I can't remember.

The Kyushu Martial Arts Hall was a very special place in Tang Yun's heart, and his feelings about it were very complicated. The Kyushu Martial Arts Hall and the Feng family are like Kemia and the Federation to Tang Yun, one is his hometown and the other is his spiritual hometown.

Tang Yun would go to the martial arts hall every day after dinner, chat with a few senior brothers, and "learn from each other" to pass the time. However, this competition is better than a guide, Tang Yun's fist and foot kung fu is already far above his master Hong Weinan. Since these senior brothers have to regard themselves as senior brothers no matter how old they are, then he will not hide his secrets.

"Relax, relax!"

"We have to decide whether to take the actual combat route or the performance route, this should not be a practice method. The fist in actual combat is not good-looking, and some of the actions in the performance are a bit of a loss in actual combat. ”

"Yes, don't be too obsessed with routines if you are fighting. There is no need to be too harsh in the movements, the main thing is reaction and force. Yes, it is very important to exert force. And this action...... You haven't seen a military boxing master, that punch and kick is very fast! You see, if someone punches you with the Federation Army, you're a bit passive if your move is exactly what is traditional. Their punches and kicks are very direct, and you have to deal with them in the easiest way possible. ”

"Head guard, head guard! Hands can't be dropped! If you don't pay attention to the action of protecting your head in the routine, you have to give it up. If one fist strikes out, the other hand must protect the head. A jaw hit is a KO! ”

"You have to protect your #crotch, I guess you haven't seen anyone who specializes in assassination skills. Kick the crotch and insert the eyes, and the hand is black. ”

"Heavy dodge, light block. In case you run into a copying guy, it's easy to lose. There is also the kind of person who practices ancient Muay Thai, whose arms and legs are as hard as iron, and it hurts to block his arms. ”

......

"Senior brother, how do you know? Have you ever met an opponent in military boxing, Muay Thai, and assassination? ”

Hearing his junior brother ask, Tang Yun smiled.

"It's not that I met, it's that I've practiced ......"

Seeing Tang Yun pointing out the "junior brother" there, Noumeria was also quietly drinking tea and snickering. Heart, no wonder the Federation can't defeat the expeditionary force. How can combat be so hard to learn? As long as you are determined and have the reverence for the gods in your heart, you will surely be invincible under the protection of the gods......

Noumeria's idea was ridiculous as far as the Federation's perception was concerned, but that was only because the Federation had not seen the training methods of the Eristar Saints. He speaks of fear of the gods in his mouth, and has a heart that is fearless and courageous because of his piety. The movements are straight and straight, opening and closing. They all reach out with the determination to dedicate their lives to the gods without fear of death. Although the martial arts are not rational in principle, they find a different way in the reality of war. With strength to break the skill, the brave are invincible.

It was already late at night, and what started as a mentoring slowly turned into chatting and bragging. Looking at the newly renovated martial arts hall, the senior brother who is rich and powerful, and his martial arts skills are not weaker than the master's, the senior brothers feel more and more that they have survived a good life, and they are feeling the comfort they feel for the first time in many years in this happy atmosphere, and suddenly someone knocks on the door.

Knock knock knock......

The other party knocked twice rhythmically, and the sound seemed very dull in the sultry summer, as if to hide the cicadas, frogs, and nightshade flowers outside the door. Cheng Haoxuan only thought that something had gone wrong with the decoration team or the design company, and something happened at night, wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and trotted all the way to open the door. Then he stood there speechless.

There was silence for a few seconds, and a low, oppressive voice broke the silence of the night.

"Get out of the way, I want to see Tang Yun!"

......

The air in the martial arts hall seemed to be about to freeze, and Tang Yun slowly stood up and examined the familiar face again.

Narrow forehead, high raised eyebrows. Ordinary, even slightly "cloudy" eyes, mixed with white stubble, beard...... Said softly.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Well, seven or eight years. You're out of luck. ”

I had already thought about how to explain my identity and how to ask for my mother...... Looking at this face, all the words seemed to be stuck below the throat and could not be spit out. After a long time, Tang Yun replied expressionlessly.

"Thanks to my uncle, I ate well and slept soundly in the Apocalypse Concentration Camp. Don't dare to embarrass the Tang family, don't dare not come out. ”

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